Silent

Look out the window and the world is quiet. The world is still. Or is it life doesn’t move within me as you do?
You wake me up, a stir in the middle of the night, a haunting dream of being close to something greater than myself.
You invade the corridors of my mind and impose on my heart.

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[Poeticsecrets16]

I really love this poem! The visual imagery is powerful in this one. "You invade the corridors of my mind..." Very powerful imagery right there!